Sugar Cane Production in Cuba Havana, April 17 (APIC). In Cuba, historically, prosperous and poor times were called the time of the fat cows and the time of the skinny cows respectively. In this skinny cow period that has prolonged for a record 4 decades, we must also refer in recent years to an even more discouraging expression: the time of the skinny sugar cane. After the disastrous last few years of sugar production, hitting rock bottom with the "zafra" of 1995, which yielded only 3 million t...

Life is something we count in years. And these years of suffering accompanied by pain and also times of undecipherable happiness. It is a weird thing; life, as we think of it. Every person undeniably tries to live a memorable life but it is a blessing received by some only. To have it all go our way, we have to have some things clear in mind: Pain and suffering, of whatever temperament they may be, are some things you just cannot evade all through life because they are the soul of your shadow, a...

Literary Analysis Nate de Corpo Adv. comp R/1 Soft Voice of the Serpent, a short story by Nadine Gordimer tells of the most bizarre relationship which a man, who has lost his leg, has with a wounded locust. When the man who is still trying to accept his own injury, notices that the locust has also been handicapped by the loss of a limb, he feels an instant connection towards the locust. Now that the man has found something else which has to deal with the same thing he does his outlook on his sit...

Creative Writing: Equality Nausea. To describe the whole situation in one word I would have to choose nausea. The Expo center was packed with societies elite, eagerly waiting the announcement of what the rumor mill had told them to be the most important invention of the decade. The air was cold and damp, like that of a hospital. Barley audible was the most annoying Michael Bolton song that I could imagine. As I got entranced by the dullness of the situation I noticed that the lights were slowly ...

It was May 25, 2001. What was clear however, was the fact that I was soon going to be on my own in a country where I did not know the language or the people that I would be meeting there and staying with. The adrenaline rushed through me as I packed the last of my things and ran out of the door. I closed the door to my house and jumped in the car. The idea of leaving America and going to Japan seemed to really not have hit me yet, but now that I look back I know that I had to feel it. I think th...

Creative Writing: The Wave have to prove my point to Principal Owen's. I can still make this work, I'm sure I can. Over the past week I have shown these kids what it was like to be equal. I can end this experiment, these kids just have to know what they a redoing is wrong and it must be stopped. The only problem will be to get help from members that are not in the Wave. Maybe Laurie and David can help me teach these kids a lesson. How can I do it? First I have to get all the Wave members into th...

The Modern humankind is caught up in a series of trivial pursuits that seem to make their lives shallower. Eliot uses "Prufrock" to show that the only cause for doing the trivial actions is to avoid the bigger issue. Which could be as simple as asking a woman out, or a complicated as facing death. Either way, J. Alfred Prufrock was avoiding everything challenging in his life. It was his goal to avoid death, because he didn't know how to deal with it. He avoided asking a woman out, because he was...

After many hours of waiting in the lobby, the plane finally left the hanger. I took one final glance at where I had been sitting for the past two hours and was glad that the plane decided to come. As I walked toward the plane, I thought about all the terrible things that I encountered while I was waiting in the lobby. The only bad thing was that the lobby would be the easiest task to overcome. When I boarded the plane and sat down all the trouble before that moment seemed to be erased. We starte...

Personal / Creative Story English coursework Chirac mitwani 11 j The cold had swept in to my mind, I had seen too little for an ending. The door glazed into me at a point of blank sense. Across the street was a simple shop lying beneath a haul of trees, everything felt descended. The green light was flashing and the skies faded in to a pulsing blue. The footpath locked in to a staircase. Reality wasn't a factor of this procedure. The intensity felt high was sorrow. Only one word told me a thousa...

The idea is one of the most important things that the human being has. Without idea we would live in stone age because idea always leading us to invent something new. In the very early ages human kind discovered tools. Indeed that was an idea and one of our ancestors had an idea to use a tool that would ease his life. Then they discovered dress, fire and other things. Millions and tons of ideas at last brought us to the present time and know we live in the age, highly developed era which was ind...

People often call them weekend warriors, but they are much more. Yes, the military foots their bill for college, but they deserve this luxury. They are students at McNeese during the week and defenders our country every third weekend of the month... At school, professors teach them things like Newton's Law of Gravitational Pull. So do their Drill Instructors but not with an apple. They use mortars and grenades. So what do these three young "mortar men" think of the war in Iraq and possibility of...

Pitter-patter. The sound of light rain falling against the window sill has continued since early morning. It is now early evening. The skies are preparing for sunset, as hues of orange and blue mingle, intercepted by streaks of violet. In the base green field beyond the pediatrics building, sits my father, alone, on a wooden bench. The bench is socked to a dark brown. My father is as drenched as the bench; he holds no umbrella. Instead, through my window, I can see that he is gripping something ...